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Rachel Ezell

Drama Romance Others

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Rachel Ezell

Drama Romance Others

Obscene

Obscene

1 min
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My mind is illicit.

All the content is explicit.

I'm a perv, you can't miss it.

If you don't like my ass then you can kiss it.


My thoughts are erotic.

If there's a toy then I've bought it.

Any dirty thought you come up with,

I've already thought about it.


My musings are obscene.

I just can't keep them clean.

I tried to be vanilla but I just don't fit that scene.

The darker, dirtier flavors are where I seem to lean.


I'm a nymph, I crave sex.

I turn into a fiend.

I think about it constantly,

I'm obsessed if you know what I mean.


So much stronger than caffeine.

To me, sex is like amphetamines.

I can be your slave or your queen,

Or anything in between.


I want someone who fucks like a machine.

Who drives it deep, into my spleen.

Who makes me squirm and scream,

And that's his daily routine.


No doubt I'm sick, I need a vaccine.

Spending my days watching porn,

Eyes glued to the screen.

I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene.


Many have tried and failed to intervene.

They've said I needed help since I was a teen.

If you think I need help then maybe you're a little green.

Telling me to stop is like putting fire to gasoline.


My mind is a sewer.

Worse than the filthiest magazines.

Everyone guard your innocence,

And please don't enter if you're not eighteen.


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